2021 was a merciless bitch
Capital Thinking · Issue #1003 · View online
I am also declaring that the Year 2022 has begun. Today is January -6, 2022, rather than 26 December 2021. It is still Sunday.
Good riddance, you miserable, worthless, destructive year. I want to be the first person to write your obituary and to throw dirt on your casket.
We Are All Stronger Than We Know
The Musings of the Big Red Car:
Come on, Big Red Car, January MINUS 6, 2022?
Yes, dear reader, I am no longer acknowledging that 2021 even exists. I intend to piss on its grave, recognizing it will be a long line, but I am going first.
I do not intend to catalog all the bad things that make 2021 such a merciless bitch. Take a second and think — end your list at ten, no more.
Survival
If you are reading this, then you have survived. A good many of our countrymen have not and I take a minute to recognize the tragedy of that reality, but if you are on the other end of this year, like and with me, then you have survived.